Breaking Bad, Season 3

Walter:
How you holding up?

Jesse:
Mm...You?

Walter:
I got my old job back. At least until they kill me and Gale takes over.

Jesse:
So he's their boy, huh?

Walter:
He's their boy.

Jesse:
How long you think you got?

Walter:
Well, he asks a lot of questions about the cooking process. I try to be as vague as possible but I got that guy Victor watching me, listening to every word I say. Maybe the only thing saving me is Gale's fastidiousness. Once he feels confident that he knows my entire method...

Jesse:
So what do we do?

Walter:
You know what we do.

Jesse:
There's got to be some other way. Maybe it's better for you to just go the cops, alright? I mean, I can't believe I'm saying that and all, but for your family. Hey, the DEA would love you, the shit you tell them. Federal Witness Protection, that's a good deal. As for me, I'll hit the road, yo. I'll make it. We had a good run...but it's over.

Walter:
Never the DEA. The cooking can't stop. That's the one thing I'm certain of - production cannot stop. Gus can't afford to. So if I'm the only chemist that he's got, then I got leverage and leverage keeps me alive, and it keeps you alive, too. I think I can see to that. If I'm the only chemist that he's got...

Jesse:
I can't do it, Mr. White. Like you said, I'm not a...I can't do it.

Walter:
I'll do it. I'm gonna need your help. I mean, they're watching me day and night. They never leave me alone with Gale, not for a moment. Hell, I don't even know where the man lives. He's not in the phonebook, I can't find him on the Internet, I can't do it in the lab - Victor's always there. I mean, if I can just shake Victor, even an hour one night, I think then that...I may be able to...make it look like an accident.

Jesse:
There's got to be some other way.

Walter:
I'm all ears, but when it comes down to you and me versus him, I'm sorry - I'm truly sorry - but it's gonna be him.